Don't Let Go
I Knew You Were Trouble
Saturday came around a lot faster then I intended but I still had to go through with it. After Thursday’s fling with Patrick Friday just flew by. I ended up sitting on my bed with a sprite in hand on my electronic journal or my lap top as some people would call it.
Dear Journal,
I don’t even remember my last entry, but I’ll try to make things short and sweet. We went to the rink and played hockey the other day and I scored a goal. Then the next day we went to dinner with the family and that night well, um, me and Patrick T. Kane DID IT. Yep journal you heard it right. We did it and it was great, and you know how they say you will never forget your first time, well I won’t ever!
I just finished typing when I heard a knock at the door. It was Erica,” Hey Bridget, whatcha doing?” I closed my computer seeing there was some pretty intense stuff on there. “Nothing…Why,” She pulled me up off my bed and stood me up and paced around me. “Erica”, I was starting to get a little freaked out, “What are you doing?” I said. “Oh, just thinking of what you’re gonna wear on your date today. He told me that it had to be casual but nice. He told me he was taking you somewhere special.” Oh goody, I can’t wait for this one then. “She went into her room then came back with a jean mini skirt and a nice red top. She knew red was my favorite.
The neckline was a little revealing so before I went to try it on I went to my closet and grabbed a black camisole. “This with this,” she ripped the tank top from my hands. “No, I’m here to make sure you don’t go to conservative. Bridge, if I haven’t told you this before, you’re hot. You don’t need to play it safe with this guy. I know you’d love him.”
I went into my walk in closet, and changed. I had to admit that the outfit was very flattering. “What do you think?” She smiled and her jaw dropped,” Okay before I was lying a little, but now I am totally honest, you seriously look hot.” The only thing it needed was my Daddy’s necklace. It would go perfect, I always like when I had a v-neck or a low neckline so I could put a necklace where it would really show. It was just that perfect touch that made my wardrobe complete.
The doorbell rung about a couple minutes later, Erica got really excited for this. I didn’t understand why she wanted me to date this guy, oh well she’s just trying to be a good friend. She ran downstairs and opened the door,” Hi Jake, Bridget will be down in awhile, so why don’t you come in and wait.” He smiled and nodded his head. He really didn’t seem like the shy type online but I guess in real life he’s not that outgoing.
PATRICK’S POV:
When the doorbell rang I knew it was Jake. After I found out that Bridget was going out with Jake I was furious. Especially when I found out after I slept with her, but then when I saw her beautiful blue eyes I had to listen to her story. I came downstairs in a casual manner and sat next to Jake. He was wearing a pastel dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. “Hey Jake, what are you doing here?” He stood up and we gave each other a man hug.
“Oh, your sisters didn’t tell you? Well, I’m going out with Erica’s friend.” Oh, I hated how he didn’t use her name. Gosh, what a dumb ass pervert. “Oh, cool.” Then he looked around making sure no one else was listening,” Pat, is she hot? Like does she have some nice physical features?” What a pervert, that pissed me off more than before. “Yeah, I guess…”
“Well good, I haven’t seen a picture of her yet so thanks for the sweet relief.” I faked a smile just so I wouldn’t punch him. “Jake, what are you guys gonna do tonight,” I said. “Well, I was hoping to have dinner and see a movie, and we’d see how things were going and maybe we’d…”
Oh My God, is this guy serious? Bridget isn’t that type of girl; she wouldn’t fuck on the 1st date. Yes, we kind of did, but that’s totally different. We got to know each other before we did, and she was the one who made the first move. I wanted to tell him to get the fuck out but I couldn’t, it would just make him and everyone else more suspicious. Instead I just went with it, “Oh, I see where you’re going. But I’m not sure how far you’re going to get with her.
She’s a very tough person to figure out. Even I haven’t figured her out yet.” The truth was I already had figured her out but I couldn’t tell him that. “Patty, Patty, Patty, do you know who this girl’s dealing with? All she needs to do is look into my eyes and then she’ll start to have sexual dreams about me and then she’ll just want me. Girls just can’t resist me.” I was about to speak my mind when Bridget came down with Erica.
BRIDGET’S POV:
I was a little bit nervous, because well I trusted Pat enough to believe him when he said that all Jake wants is sex, sex, sex, oh and did I mention sex? I had to make sure I ended up sober at the end of the night.
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We were at a nice restaurant called Jakes’. Yeah that’s what I thought too, maybe just a little self-centered. I read the menu and saw the steak sandwich and had to have it. We ordered and then our date started.
“So Bridget, how do you like the Kane’s house?”
“It’s nice. I would really go for anything seeming that I wouldn’t even have a house right now.”
He had a puzzled look on his face,” Why is that?”
“Well, it’s just that my parents passed away a couple of weeks ago, and I couldn’t afford the house so we sold it and Erica let me stay with her.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay, I’m moving on with my life.”
He started putting the charm on when I my purse started to vibrate. “Will you excuse me?” I stood up and went to the bathroom to see (even though I knew who it was) who was texting me. Of course it was Patrick, “Hey Bridget, how’s your date?” Instantly a smile came to my face,” Oh, just great, hes putting on the charm now.” “LOL just wanted to check on you. You know this kills me right?” “Yeah, I know, but it’s your sisters. Erica is my best friend, what am I going to do, sorry I’m dating your brother can’t go out with you cousin.” “L”
I walked back to the table with my purse in hand. We finished dinner and went to Louie’s Lanes. As you can probably guess we went to a bowling alley. Oh, joy, I beat him even though he probably let me win. I was changing my shoes after the game and started to get a HUGE headache. He sat down right beside me,” Bridge, are you okay?”
Only Pat called me Bridge, and this guy is not Pat. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” He left me sitting there, “Hold on I’ll get you something that can help your headache.” I forgot that he was 21 as he came back with a glass of champagne in one hand and a bud in the other. “Here drink it,” he said. “Jake, I’m not 21,” I replied. “Do you want your headache to go away?” I nodded my head,” Then drink it.”I did what I was told and he ended up getting me another one.
Good thing I wasn’t driving because I was just a tiny bit drunk. But the good news was my headache was gone. It was around 1 when we got home and I invited him to stay the night. I grabbed his tie and crazily walked up the stairs pulling him into my room. I opened the door and shut it after he walked in. I gave him a look that I was ready to have a “good time” and he picked me up and threw me on the bed. He kissed me and not just a peck but full blown tonsil hockey.
I sat up and we both ripped our shirts off. He unhooked my Victoria secret bra and looked me up kissed me down my cleavage. Then we got down to business, and I was so loud that I couldn’t believe that no one heard us. He was so rough, but I was drunk and didn’t know what was going on in the first place, so I was happy with anything.
Dear Journal,
I don’t even remember my last entry, but I’ll try to make things short and sweet. We went to the rink and played hockey the other day and I scored a goal. Then the next day we went to dinner with the family and that night well, um, me and Patrick T. Kane DID IT. Yep journal you heard it right. We did it and it was great, and you know how they say you will never forget your first time, well I won’t ever!
I just finished typing when I heard a knock at the door. It was Erica,” Hey Bridget, whatcha doing?” I closed my computer seeing there was some pretty intense stuff on there. “Nothing…Why,” She pulled me up off my bed and stood me up and paced around me. “Erica”, I was starting to get a little freaked out, “What are you doing?” I said. “Oh, just thinking of what you’re gonna wear on your date today. He told me that it had to be casual but nice. He told me he was taking you somewhere special.” Oh goody, I can’t wait for this one then. “She went into her room then came back with a jean mini skirt and a nice red top. She knew red was my favorite.
The neckline was a little revealing so before I went to try it on I went to my closet and grabbed a black camisole. “This with this,” she ripped the tank top from my hands. “No, I’m here to make sure you don’t go to conservative. Bridge, if I haven’t told you this before, you’re hot. You don’t need to play it safe with this guy. I know you’d love him.”
I went into my walk in closet, and changed. I had to admit that the outfit was very flattering. “What do you think?” She smiled and her jaw dropped,” Okay before I was lying a little, but now I am totally honest, you seriously look hot.” The only thing it needed was my Daddy’s necklace. It would go perfect, I always like when I had a v-neck or a low neckline so I could put a necklace where it would really show. It was just that perfect touch that made my wardrobe complete.
The doorbell rung about a couple minutes later, Erica got really excited for this. I didn’t understand why she wanted me to date this guy, oh well she’s just trying to be a good friend. She ran downstairs and opened the door,” Hi Jake, Bridget will be down in awhile, so why don’t you come in and wait.” He smiled and nodded his head. He really didn’t seem like the shy type online but I guess in real life he’s not that outgoing.
PATRICK’S POV:
When the doorbell rang I knew it was Jake. After I found out that Bridget was going out with Jake I was furious. Especially when I found out after I slept with her, but then when I saw her beautiful blue eyes I had to listen to her story. I came downstairs in a casual manner and sat next to Jake. He was wearing a pastel dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. “Hey Jake, what are you doing here?” He stood up and we gave each other a man hug.
“Oh, your sisters didn’t tell you? Well, I’m going out with Erica’s friend.” Oh, I hated how he didn’t use her name. Gosh, what a dumb ass pervert. “Oh, cool.” Then he looked around making sure no one else was listening,” Pat, is she hot? Like does she have some nice physical features?” What a pervert, that pissed me off more than before. “Yeah, I guess…”
“Well good, I haven’t seen a picture of her yet so thanks for the sweet relief.” I faked a smile just so I wouldn’t punch him. “Jake, what are you guys gonna do tonight,” I said. “Well, I was hoping to have dinner and see a movie, and we’d see how things were going and maybe we’d…”
Oh My God, is this guy serious? Bridget isn’t that type of girl; she wouldn’t fuck on the 1st date. Yes, we kind of did, but that’s totally different. We got to know each other before we did, and she was the one who made the first move. I wanted to tell him to get the fuck out but I couldn’t, it would just make him and everyone else more suspicious. Instead I just went with it, “Oh, I see where you’re going. But I’m not sure how far you’re going to get with her.
She’s a very tough person to figure out. Even I haven’t figured her out yet.” The truth was I already had figured her out but I couldn’t tell him that. “Patty, Patty, Patty, do you know who this girl’s dealing with? All she needs to do is look into my eyes and then she’ll start to have sexual dreams about me and then she’ll just want me. Girls just can’t resist me.” I was about to speak my mind when Bridget came down with Erica.
BRIDGET’S POV:
I was a little bit nervous, because well I trusted Pat enough to believe him when he said that all Jake wants is sex, sex, sex, oh and did I mention sex? I had to make sure I ended up sober at the end of the night.
<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
We were at a nice restaurant called Jakes’. Yeah that’s what I thought too, maybe just a little self-centered. I read the menu and saw the steak sandwich and had to have it. We ordered and then our date started.
“So Bridget, how do you like the Kane’s house?”
“It’s nice. I would really go for anything seeming that I wouldn’t even have a house right now.”
He had a puzzled look on his face,” Why is that?”
“Well, it’s just that my parents passed away a couple of weeks ago, and I couldn’t afford the house so we sold it and Erica let me stay with her.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay, I’m moving on with my life.”
He started putting the charm on when I my purse started to vibrate. “Will you excuse me?” I stood up and went to the bathroom to see (even though I knew who it was) who was texting me. Of course it was Patrick, “Hey Bridget, how’s your date?” Instantly a smile came to my face,” Oh, just great, hes putting on the charm now.” “LOL just wanted to check on you. You know this kills me right?” “Yeah, I know, but it’s your sisters. Erica is my best friend, what am I going to do, sorry I’m dating your brother can’t go out with you cousin.” “L”
I walked back to the table with my purse in hand. We finished dinner and went to Louie’s Lanes. As you can probably guess we went to a bowling alley. Oh, joy, I beat him even though he probably let me win. I was changing my shoes after the game and started to get a HUGE headache. He sat down right beside me,” Bridge, are you okay?”
Only Pat called me Bridge, and this guy is not Pat. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” He left me sitting there, “Hold on I’ll get you something that can help your headache.” I forgot that he was 21 as he came back with a glass of champagne in one hand and a bud in the other. “Here drink it,” he said. “Jake, I’m not 21,” I replied. “Do you want your headache to go away?” I nodded my head,” Then drink it.”I did what I was told and he ended up getting me another one.
Good thing I wasn’t driving because I was just a tiny bit drunk. But the good news was my headache was gone. It was around 1 when we got home and I invited him to stay the night. I grabbed his tie and crazily walked up the stairs pulling him into my room. I opened the door and shut it after he walked in. I gave him a look that I was ready to have a “good time” and he picked me up and threw me on the bed. He kissed me and not just a peck but full blown tonsil hockey.
I sat up and we both ripped our shirts off. He unhooked my Victoria secret bra and looked me up kissed me down my cleavage. Then we got down to business, and I was so loud that I couldn’t believe that no one heard us. He was so rough, but I was drunk and didn’t know what was going on in the first place, so I was happy with anything.
Please keep writing!!!!!!!!!
7/16/14